Dual Deception Ch 02

Sam's two weeks home had passed quickly. I had gotten used to the Suzy Homemaker role. Taking care of my man, then making sweet love to him was something I could really settle down for. However, it was the second Sunday and that meant only one thing, it was time for Sam to leave for work. On the second Sunday, we always woke up early and made passionate love, then had breakfast in bed. When Sam gets into his truck to leave, my heart sinks. I kissed him goodbye as usual and told him I would miss him for the next two weeks. As he pulled away, my pussy began to tingle in anticipation of Marcus's return. I tried to focus on watching Sam leave, but my body knew that it was time for a fucking.

I hopped in the car and drove twenty minutes to Marcus's house. When I arrived, I made the house look lived in. I went into our bedroom and opened the closet. I wanted to pick out something that would get him hot the minute he stepped out of his truck. Marcus played basketball in high school and I had heard that he had fucked every cheerleader at the school. That gave me an idea. I found a tight white top, a short skirt and little white ankle socks to wear. I then put on a pair of white running shoes. I looked into the mirror. Looking back at me was one hot little girl. Marcus was going to love this outfit.

I heard his truck come up the driveway, so I ran to the door and waited. As the door opened, I saw my jet-black Adonis standing in front of me. My pussy quivered in anticipation. He looked me up and down twice, then said, "damn, woman, I am going to bust your ass." I coyly responded with, "oh, really."

Marcus reached down and picked me up with one swoop, then threw me over his shoulder. He carried me to the bedroom and threw me onto the bed. He put me face down and pulled up my hips so that my butt was in the air. He lifted my skirt and pulled my panties so hard they tore off me. His pants dropped quickly. A second later the head of his massive cock pressed against my wet pussy. His strong hand grabbed my waist and without warning, he drove his cock deep inside me until it stopped at my cervix. His massive balls slapped hard against my clit. I gasped, as my tiny pussy accepted his shaft. He immediately began to pound my hole like a pile driver. My hair flew all over my face. I grabbed a pillow and buried my face into it and let out a howl. What I was feeling was a combination of pain, pleasure, fullness, ferocity, and raw sexuality all at the same time. His cock was so massive and my pussy so tight, I could feel every vein of his cock rubbing against my insides. My pussy walls were so tight on his cock you could not fit the thickness of a hair between them.

As Marcus pounded me uncontrollably, he verbally taunted me. He called me a "fucking cock tease" and a "freaky bitch," then slapped my ass hard. He pushed my head down hard into the pillow and adjusted his body so that he could get a deeper stroke. He was going so deep I could feel my inside straining to conform. With each stroke Sams cum was ejected around Marcus's cock. Poor Sam, his cum had become nothing more than lubrication for Marcus. He had sweetly and gently deposited his seed inside me less than two hours ago and now it was being evicted from my womb like a squatter who had not paid the rent due.

Marcus pounded me for what seemed like forever until he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. He then shoved his weapon as deeply as he could and unloaded into my unprotected womb. I could feel his balls pressed tightly against my clit as they throbbed to pump his potent Black seed deep into my womb. He growled like a dog as he deposited shot after shot of warm jizz inside me. He did not care if I was cumming also, this was about him and his pleasure. He was taking what was his and enjoying every minute. He shot at least ten rivers of cum inside me before he released his grip. Rivers of sweat fell from his muscled body. His body began to relax and he pulled out his still rigid member.

With one swipe of his hand, he pushed me over onto my back and stared down at me with his dark black eyes. "You're a fucking cock tease," he growled. He pulled my legs towards him, then wiped his cock on my gushing pussy and glazed his cock with my juices. Marcus then put the head of his cock on my tight asshole and told me that my ass is going to get me in trouble someday, so he was going teach me a lesson. Without another word he pressed the head against my tight hole. Nothing happened. My ass was so tight, it fought back. He pressed again. This time the head popped in. I gasped. Fuck it hurt. Marcus looked down at me and told me to relax, one way or another he was going to fuck my ass. I looked deeply into his eyes and focused on the task at hand and nodded my head. Marcus pushed again. Tears came to my eyes. He pushed again, this time harder, Suddenly, there was a pop and his shaft slid completely into my virgin ass.

As it did, a huge rush of adrenaline coursed through my body followed by a dose of endorphins so strong that my whole body went numb, then tingly. Marcus looked down at me and smiled as he saw my eyes open wide in shock that he had been successful. He paused for a minute, then began to fuck my ass. As he did, he placed my clit between his thumb and index finger and began making circles. It was all too much for me. The combination of the chemicals shooting through my body, his huge cock attacking my tiny asshole and his massive fingers rolling around my clit sent me over the edge.

My legs began to shake. My pussy began contracting rhythmically. My asshole clamped down on his throbbing cock. I began to get tunnel vision. Then, a bolt of lightning shot through my body. It started deep inside me, then traveled down to my clit, then my toes and back up again till I could feel my hair tingling. Quickly, a second even stronger pulse shot through me. My vision blacked out completely. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip till it almost bled, then let out a blood curdling scream. My whole body convulsed uncontrollably. I had never had an orgasm anywhere close to this. This was an out-of-body experience.

It had literally reprogrammed my brain. I wanted nothing but his cock, now and forever. My brain was addicted to the point I never wanted him to ever leave my body. I opened my eyes and looked deeply into his eyes. Then a voice like out of the Exorcist came out of my mouth. "Take me. Use me. Do what you want to me. I am your little Black cock loving whore." Marcus stared back down at me sternly, without emotion, then released a torrent of cum deep inside my ass. I could feel his cock pumping shot after shot inside me. My whole body got warmer with each shot. As he finished, Marcus looked down at me without emotion, with only a blank stare in his eyes and gritting his teeth. I got scared. What was wrong?

His body relaxed as his orgasm stopped and he let out a loud, "FUCK! You are one freaky bitch." Marcus fell on top of me, then rolled to his side, his now deflating cock still inside me. He was breathing hard and covered in sweat. Slowly, his cock softened enough so that my body pushed it out. A huge gush of his seed followed and covered our bed. I was spent and closed my eyes. Two hours later Marcus was once again between my legs, this time in a missionary position, one hand around my throat as he pounded me into the bed.

The next morning, I woke up alone in bed. Marcus was already up. As I got up, I looked back at our bed. It looked like a murder scene. The sheets were covered with every sort of bodily fluid. It looked like forty people had had sex in our bed. I pulled the sheets off the bed and threw them into the washing machine. I then searched for Marcus. He did not answer my calls. I looked outside to find him and his best friend Leo working on his truck. I laughed. I should have looked there first. His truck was his mistress. He loved it more than he loved me, by a long shot.

I spent the morning doing laundry and picking up the house. Around lunchtime, I looked outside to find them both underneath the truck. They had not even been inside to pee yet. I decided to make them some lunch. However, I craved attention, so I popped into the bedroom and put on a skimpy spandex sports bra and tight short shorts. I looked in the mirror and giggled. I looked hot and I knew I was going to have two very uncomfortable men in the driveway in a minute.

I grabbed lunch, bounced out to the truck, and announced it was time to eat. They both looked out from under the truck. Their eyes nearly fell out of their heads. I bent over and placed the food on the driveway. As I did, a little bit of Marcus's gift leaked out of my pussy, making a small wet spot on my crotch. Leo bit his lip and shook his head. I acted like I did not realize anything had happened and went back into the house. I was hoping my little trip outside was going to get Marcus refocused back on me, but it did not work. They ate their lunch, then went back to working on the truck. I was horny and wanted attention, so I decided to kick it up a notch.

I went into the bedroom and found one of my thick black dildoes. I turned on the camera on my phone and placed it on the bed so it would look like a POV video. I started talking sexy to the camera, then pulled off my shorts. I took the dildo and started to rub it on my pussy, then said, "oh Leo, I love when your big black cock is inside of me." I then slipped it into my pussy and rode it, then faked an orgasm. I looked into the camera and said, "don't worry Marcus will never know." I ended the video. I played it back and giggled hysterically. Yup, this was going to get me some attention.

I went to the living room window and looked outside. Both were looking down into the engine compartment. I attached the video to a text that said, "don't show Marcus this video he will be pissed." I then sent it to Marcus. A second or two passed. Marcus looked down at his phone. He pressed on the video. His body got very stiff, then he looked at the house. Our eyes met. I placed the dildo in my mouth and sucked it slowly. He gave me a stern look and motioned to me to get out of the window. Leo popped his head out of the engine compartment and they talked for a second. The hood closed with a loud thump. Oops, I guess the work on the truck was finished now. Hehe.

Marcus entered the house like a man on a mission. He opened the coat closet door and grabbed his former dogs' collar and leash. He grabbed me and tied the collar around my neck. Marcus once had a female dog named "Girl." It was a pure-bred Rottweiler. He loved that dog so much. He had bred her for years and she had produced many award-winning puppies. When she had passed, Marcus was devastated.

Marcus yanked on the collar and guided me towards the kitchen, then tied the leash to the leg of the kitchen table. He reached over and got his work tool bag and fished through it. He pulled out a black permanent marker. Not any permanent marker, no this was the industrial strength type that they used on the rig. The kind that neither the sun nor the salt water could fade. He pushed me to the floor and pulled off my shorts, then held me down. Right above my shaved pussy, he wrote. "Property of Marcus Johnson." He quickly flipped me over and on the small of my back he wrote, "Ass owned by Marcus Johnson." He then flipped me back over and told me that I needed intense training and that all his bitches were well trained and loyal to their Master.

Holy shit. My heart felt like it was going to leave my chest. A huge rush of adrenaline coursed through my body. I began to shake. I was begging for attention and now I was getting it. Marcus commanded that I sit. Instinctively I sat like a dog and looked back at him for his next command. He replied with a good girl. He then got up and grabbed my pocketbook from the counter and emptied it out. He fished through my stuff until he found my birth control. My eyes widened and I asked him what he was doing. He sternly commanded that I stop barking, then lifted his hand as though he was going to strike me. I turned my head and looked down submissively. He walked over to the sink and began popping the pills out of the package and washing them down the drain. As he did, he said that he had discovered that the easiest way to calm a dog down was to breed it, so that is what he was going to do. Breed me. Fuck, this was getting serious.

(It is at this point I need to let you men in on a secret. All women want the attention of a man. No matter what they tell you, they crave men's attention. If they want you, they will do anything to get it. When they are not getting the amount of attention they are looking for, they will try being bratty first. If that does not work, they will get bitchy. Negative attention is just as good as positive attention. Attention is attention. Well, I wanted attention and I decided to be bratty and oh boy, was I about to get some attention.)

As Marcus washed my protection down the drain, he explained that I was going to learn that he was the Master of the house and that I was there to serve him. He would not stand any misbehaving and he was not afraid to punish me when it was needed. Listening to him in full Alpha mode made my pussy gush. I loved being dominated. I adored men who could take charge and forcefully take me. Fuck, yes, I wanted to be punished.

Marcus untied the leash and made me walk like a dog to the couch. He told me to get up onto it. I hopped up like he commanded. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to the edge. He pulled his hard cock out and placed it against my pussy lips. He told me that my breeding would begin today, then forcefully shoved his cock completely into my wet and waiting pussy. He yanked my leash hard, showing me he was in command. Thrust after thrust followed. The feeling of him inside of me was beyond description. Marcus did not "make love," to a woman. No, Marcus fucked a woman. It was raw, animalistic, alpha man fucking. There were no sweetness, bunnies, or butterflies with him. No, sex with Marcus was about ownership, mastering his domain, taking what was his and using it for his pleasure. My pleasure was not his concern. In his eyes, being fucked by him should be pleasure enough for any woman. My job was to lay there and take it and that was exactly the sex I needed from him.

After about fifteen minutes of intense pounding, Marcus pushed the head of his cock against my cervix, then filled my womb with his potent seed. The feeling was out of this world. I could feel my belly getting warm from his cum. He held the head of his cock against my cervix even after he finished cumming, explaining that he wanted to make sure all his seed remained in my womb. Hearing his words made me orgasm all over his cock. My vagina rhythmically contracted repeatedly as if it were trying to suck every drop from his cock. He remained inside of me until after I had finished my orgasm, then pushed my head down against the couch cushion and told me to remain in that position. He said he did not want a drop of his seed to come out of me. He wanted his sperm to have plenty of time to find its target. His words sent shivers through my whole body. I could only imagine millions of his potent sperm attacking my helpless egg. Planting themselves. Accomplishing Marcus's goal of breeding me.

I laid in that position for close to an hour before Marcus told me I could lay down on the couch next to him. As I did, he rubbed his hand on my back as if he were petting his dog, Girl. His rubs were gentle and sweet. I could begin to feel the love he had for her. After an hour or so, I had to pee. I looked up at Marcus and told him I needed to use the bathroom. He said OK, and grabbed my leash and told me to walk on all fours like Girl did. He walked me to the backdoor and opened it up, then had me crawl into the yard. I looked up at him as if to ask what was happening. He then looked back at me and told me to do my business. He stood there and looked off into the distance as I spread my legs and squatted. It took a second, but soon pee was raining down from between my legs. As I pissed, I looked back and forth to see if the neighbors were watching. Luckily, I did not see anyone. When I finished, I looked up at him and he said I was a good girl and brought me back into the house.

Marcus put me back onto the couch and went into the kitchen and made dinner. When it was cooked, he opened the cabinet and pulled out Girls' two bowls. He filled one with water and the other with some of the food he cooked and placed both bowls on the floor and called for me to come eat. Fuck, I thought. Maybe I pushed Marcus a bit to far with my cock teasing. It seemed like he was going to play this game a lot longer than I expected. I crawled over to the bowls and ate my dinner like his old dog Girl did. Once I finished, he picked up the food bowl and told me that I was a good girl. Marcus cleaned up then sat down and watched TV for the rest of the night and ignored me. When it was time for bed, he walked me back outside for another pee, then into the bedroom. I tried to get into bed, but he told me that dogs sleep on the floor. He threw a blanket onto the floor then crawled into bed and shut off the lights. I curled myself into a ball and tried to fall asleep. My mind raced.

What the fuck had I just done? I had taken a man that I adored and fucked with his brain so hard that he was now treating me like his dead dog. Yes, I wanted attention, even negative attention was OK, but this was crazy. How long was this going to last? Then it hit me. I sat straight up. Breed me? Holy fuck, I cannot get pregnant. How would I explain having a jet-black baby coming out of me to Sam. My whole life would be turned upside down. My deception would be exposed. I was sure to lose both men at the same time. Fuck, they would probably kill me. My mind went into overdrive. How many days since my last period? 15. Shit, I was at the height of ovulation. No, no wait, I was still on birth control, I had not missed a day yet. Shit, Marcus had just washed the rest down the sink and I still had two weeks with him before he left. I could not deny him sex, he would not put up with that. How long do I have to be off the pill before I get pregnant? Fuck, shit, shit, shit. I began to shake uncontrollably. My little deception was about to become totally unglued because I wanted some attention. What a stupid bitch!

Hours passed without a stitch of sleep. My insides were churning. I quietly crawled to the bathroom where my body released its entire contents. I was a mess and a shivering mass of jelly. Once I finally got off the toilet, I looked at myself in the mirror. Looking back at me was a scared little girl with a black studded collar around her neck. There were a couple of tags hanging from it. One said I was vaccinated for rabies, the next said I could live in the city limits and the last was shaped like a bone. On the front it said "Girl" on the back it said, "Property of Marcus Johnson" below that was his phone number. Wow, yes, I was now the property of Marcus Johnson. I shut off the light and crawled back to my spot on the floor and finally drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, Marcus was standing over me. I looked up and said good morning. He reached down and sat me up and asked me if I liked fucking with his mind. I looked down and admitted that I did. He took my chin in his hand and raised my head up and looked at me sternly. He said, "You are mine and mine only. Your body is mine, your pussy is mine, your womb is mine. I own it and if I catch another man inside of you, you will not like what happens. Do you understand?" I nodded yes and he demanded that I say it aloud. I repeated what he said to me. He smiled and told me that he did not trust me yet and he needed to keep me where he could see me. He unclasped the leash, but instead placed a brass lock on the collar, making it impossible to remove it without the key.